Shouldn’t be like this for you. Shouldn’t have gotten to be like this for you
[ … ]
Talik. I speak about you with pride because I am proud of you. I’ve got pride in you, just as well.
Ey look, you’re here speaking of brilliance in me and inspiration, and fuck if it don’t feel real good hearing and aye, I’m pleased I can give that to you, it’s my want to be that for you.
It’s no one way phenomenon, though, is the thing.
Speaking with you, this with texting, I’m seeing the world around and all the road ahead gone bright again. It’s you bringing prospect, ah, potential from what’s been sodden. It’s you bringing brighter colours than I’ve known into the world.
I speak a word, I feel its vibrations in my throat.
I read a word from you, I feel it slipping nerve to nerve down to my centre.
I’ve vivacity all my own, give you that, but even Vevay’s, eh fuck’s the phrase, French, joi de vivre gets worn down by time, circumstances, name whatever’s around.
You bring that back to me, the sparking at those edges.
All of this and here I’ve seen only the shadow of yourself. All of this, and haven’t you been living your own shadow for a while now? And still, Vitaly, still all of this above, and more besides.
Who knows what you’ll be when it’s not assault on surrounding fronts, hey? Aye, and even should what you’ll be’s somehow no more than you are now, jesus, you’re still a man beyond any I’ve met or any man there is to find. Which is to say as well you’re more than any other being drawing breath. Truths I’ve caught through these messages alone. Truths found where your heart speaks with mine, to mine, hey?
Here’s this as well. Since we got to speaking, I haven’t spent half my nights oblivioned to high heaven. Haven’t walked myself into despair from whence there’s no returning for the day. Told you early on, aye?, that I’ve malaise. Haven’t felt its sting so sharp this last week, and there’s an alleviation I’ve felt with no other person.
Truth is I’ve not felt alone in the least, never mind the long nights and everyone gone out from town. And aye, I’ve got belief now, strong and certain.
My Talik, you think so little of yourself. No fault of your own. No fault not brought about by every tempest come upon you. Look, aye, I’d like to bring you pride in me, but where the pride for your own self?
Do your Vevay a favour, hey? Think about what’s good in you, and what good you’ve brought to bearing in existence.
Your Sergiy, that’s vital. A world of his own brought by yourself and nurtured by your caring, aye? Your scar and all it’s come from, the protector you are and’ve been. How well you’re a friend to those near you, the devil hisself knows Darius Scarlett can’t be an easy one for keeping, and there’s meaning that he knows you still, meaning as well that you’ve kept with him and his spats of shite.
You’re an intelligent man, and principled in ways you can put to speaking, ways you’ve put to action. Ways well beyond blind believing or adhering to ideals you’ve not thought of nor lived. What you think and what you say’s attached to what you are, aye? There’s many folks can’t claim the same, and it’s a trait I call admirable.
Happens I just recently told Sen as much, that I admire you. Not idle words, nor feelings, nor without basis given my your self.
Right and take these messages of ours. I’ve seen you, Talik. Both the ways you begin to bury what you’ve said and your own meaning, then the ways you call yourself back. Looks very much like upending impulses toward denial, and I’d call it overtaking fear, or else not letting it keep rein. You’ve been bold, aye, and that’s no light task for anyone who’s had cause for burying their meaning, burying their selves, the way you’ve had.
Well and look at you. Not to go shallow in speaking, but gods you are a handsome man. (Aye, and it might be worth noting my own tastes look nothing like myself, and everything like you. Trust your Vevay, ey? One look at you and I’m staggering.) (Thinking on that shower, you in that shower and that’s a one hit KO three times given.) (Fuck me, you set my blood to running.)
All of that’s speaking only a part of what you are to me, what’s in you I witness and what’s in you that brings me pride, astounds me. Fucking wonder of a man you are on all fronts, and I’ll say it long as I have breath for speaking or, eh, fingers for typing. You’re worthy everything, that’s so, and you are yourself sublime.
I’d like for you to see it in yourself. Someday, aye? We’ll find that for you, Talik. I’m set on it.
[ … ]
Fuck me, break’s ended. Got more message for you yet, so you wait for your Vevay, an
Couple of quick points also so’s not to leave you guessing
1, I get myself tested between partners, always aye, clean bill of health rn and all
2, There’s nothing I’m going to nevermind, and Talik, you’ve done no wrong asking
3, Fact is you are a very fuckable man to my eyes, and fact is as well I should like very much to have you, which is to say fuck you and make love to you yourself once there’s no harm of breaching contract
4, No rush ever, but christ alive you’ve got me knowing my own desire
1/2
Talik
Shouldn’t be like this for you. Shouldn’t have gotten to be like this for you
[ … ]
Talik. I speak about you with pride because I am proud of you. I’ve got pride in you, just as well.
Ey look, you’re here speaking of brilliance in me and inspiration, and fuck if it don’t feel real good hearing and aye, I’m pleased I can give that to you, it’s my want to be that for you.
It’s no one way phenomenon, though, is the thing.
Speaking with you, this with texting, I’m seeing the world around and all the road ahead gone bright again. It’s you bringing prospect, ah, potential from what’s been sodden. It’s you bringing brighter colours than I’ve known into the world.
I speak a word, I feel its vibrations in my throat.
I read a word from you, I feel it slipping nerve to nerve down to my centre.
I’ve vivacity all my own, give you that, but even Vevay’s, eh fuck’s the phrase, French, joi de vivre gets worn down by time, circumstances, name whatever’s around.
You bring that back to me, the sparking at those edges.
All of this and here I’ve seen only the shadow of yourself. All of this, and haven’t you been living your own shadow for a while now? And still, Vitaly, still all of this above, and more besides.
Who knows what you’ll be when it’s not assault on surrounding fronts, hey? Aye, and even should what you’ll be’s somehow no more than you are now, jesus, you’re still a man beyond any I’ve met or any man there is to find. Which is to say as well you’re more than any other being drawing breath. Truths I’ve caught through these messages alone. Truths found where your heart speaks with mine, to mine, hey?
Here’s this as well. Since we got to speaking, I haven’t spent half my nights oblivioned to high heaven. Haven’t walked myself into despair from whence there’s no returning for the day. Told you early on, aye?, that I’ve malaise. Haven’t felt its sting so sharp this last week, and there’s an alleviation I’ve felt with no other person.
Truth is I’ve not felt alone in the least, never mind the long nights and everyone gone out from town. And aye, I’ve got belief now, strong and certain.
My Talik, you think so little of yourself. No fault of your own. No fault not brought about by every tempest come upon you. Look, aye, I’d like to bring you pride in me, but where the pride for your own self?
Do your Vevay a favour, hey? Think about what’s good in you, and what good you’ve brought to bearing in existence.
Your Sergiy, that’s vital. A world of his own brought by yourself and nurtured by your caring, aye? Your scar and all it’s come from, the protector you are and’ve been. How well you’re a friend to those near you, the devil hisself knows Darius Scarlett can’t be an easy one for keeping, and there’s meaning that he knows you still, meaning as well that you’ve kept with him and his spats of shite.
You’re an intelligent man, and principled in ways you can put to speaking, ways you’ve put to action. Ways well beyond blind believing or adhering to ideals you’ve not thought of nor lived. What you think and what you say’s attached to what you are, aye? There’s many folks can’t claim the same, and it’s a trait I call admirable.
Happens I just recently told Sen as much, that I admire you. Not idle words, nor feelings, nor without basis given my your self.
Right and take these messages of ours. I’ve seen you, Talik. Both the ways you begin to bury what you’ve said and your own meaning, then the ways you call yourself back. Looks very much like upending impulses toward denial, and I’d call it overtaking fear, or else not letting it keep rein. You’ve been bold, aye, and that’s no light task for anyone who’s had cause for burying their meaning, burying their selves, the way you’ve had.
Well and look at you. Not to go shallow in speaking, but gods you are a handsome man. (Aye, and it might be worth noting my own tastes look nothing like myself, and everything like you. Trust your Vevay, ey? One look at you and I’m staggering.) (Thinking on that shower, you in that shower and that’s a one hit KO three times given.) (Fuck me, you set my blood to running.)
All of that’s speaking only a part of what you are to me, what’s in you I witness and what’s in you that brings me pride, astounds me. Fucking wonder of a man you are on all fronts, and I’ll say it long as I have breath for speaking or, eh, fingers for typing. You’re worthy everything, that’s so, and you are yourself sublime.
I’d like for you to see it in yourself. Someday, aye? We’ll find that for you, Talik. I’m set on it.
[ … ]
Fuck me, break’s ended. Got more message for you yet, so you wait for your Vevay, an
Couple of quick points also so’s not to leave you guessing
1, I get myself tested between partners, always aye, clean bill of health rn and all
2, There’s nothing I’m going to nevermind, and Talik, you’ve done no wrong asking
3, Fact is you are a very fuckable man to my eyes, and fact is as well I should like very much to have you, which is to say fuck you and make love to you yourself once there’s no harm of breaching contract
4, No rush ever, but christ alive you’ve got me knowing my own desire
5, 🧡🧡🧡